Chapter 117: No Consideration

“…Gulf, are you still alive?”

“Yeah, I’m okay.”

Early in the morning, Gulf, who had risen from his bed, did not appear to be okay at all.

All the beds prepared for Gulf and the others were equipped with the effect of ensuring a good night’s sleep.

Thanks to this, whenever Gulf and the others dived into bed, they could immediately embark on a journey into their dreams.

However, whether lost stamina would fully recover or not… that was a delicate matter.

“Hey Gulf, seriously, are you okay? Maybe it’s better for you to rest today?”

Philip was genuinely worried.

Understanding Philip’s concern, Gulf still didn’t nod his head.

“If it were a day off for everyone to rest, then maybe… But I can’t be the only one taking a break.”

Such admirable determination made Dustin want to commend his junior, who was a year below him.

During his visit to the Regula household this time, Dustin was convinced that all the training and combat experiences he was undergoing would become assets in his own life.

Therefore, Dustin could understand very well that Gulf had no intention whatsoever of taking a break alone.

He could understand very well, yet still, his feelings of slight concern outweighed that understanding.

“Okay then, give it your best today.”

“Huh!?”

“Yeah, of course.”

Although he had hesitated at first, once he had made up his mind, there was no stopping him.

After moving to the dining hall, Gulf ate more breakfast than usual, as if forcibly replenishing his perceived lack of stamina.

“G-Gulf? If you eat too much, you might… stop moving during combat.”

“Y-Yeah, thanks, Michela. I’ll be careful about that. I’m fighting today.”

With that said, he continued eating without hesitation.

Michela and the others looked worried at his behavior, but the people of the Regula household viewed it with approving eyes.

His unwavering determination to move forward no matter what, even if he had to cling to a rock—some might say there was a hint of madness in it.

“Ishud-kun, is it really okay to take Gulf-kun with us like this?”

Christille visited Ishud before departure and asked if Gulf could really fight.

“He’s probably not completely recovered from fatigue. But, Chairman senpai, do you think the enemy will understand our circumstances?”

“Y-yes… That’s true…haa… I’m still too naive.”

Ishud’s words were spot on.

The opposing enemies wouldn’t consider our circumstances.

Though there were times when Ishud and the others didn’t consider theirs, both parties understood that well enough.

“I don’t know what Chairman senpai wants to become in the future, but if you’re going to lead people, you’ll need not just a whip but also some kindness, right?”

“That might be true. Balancing that seems incredibly difficult… Anyway, I understand that Gulf-kun isn’t so exhausted that Ishud-kun feels compelled to stop him.”

There’s no denying there’s a part of him that’s unhinged.

However, Ishud also possesses rare thoughts and perspectives within the Regula family… 

Within the framework of the Regula family, he could be described as someone who is unhinged… who is out there.

Understanding this aspect, Christille trusted Ishud’s judgment.

“Heh, I don’t want to end up killing my friends either.”

Eventually, both he and Gulf will face death.

It might not be from old age, but rather on the battlefield.

However… at the very least, he had no intention of allowing them to die in some pathetic way during training.

And so, several tens of minutes later, Ishud and the others departed from the town early in the morning once again, heading into the forest where monsters were said to be lurking.

“Ugh… Huff!!!”

As everyone had expected, Gulf’s movements were somewhat stiff.

His magical energy was at full capacity, and he still had some room in terms of simple physical stamina, but his movements lacked the sharpness he had shown just the other day.

“Ishud-niisan, is Gulf-san okay?”

“The opponent is a D-rank monster. There’s no need to worry too much.”

Currently, the monster Gulf is battling is of the sheep type. It’s not a humanoid monster, so its rank isn’t particularly high, and it lacks exceptional intelligence, limiting its attack methods.

Even so… for Gulf right now, it wasn’t an easy opponent.

“…………”

“Do you think I’m being cold?”

“Ishud-niisan, like Dante-niisan, possesses exceptional thinking ability. I thought you were making a decision based on some kind of reasoning.”

“Hahaha, thanks. But honestly, I don’t have any special thoughts behind it.”

As he had told Christille, the enemy wouldn’t consider their convenience.

Regardless of his physical condition…there are times when one must fight, times when one must win.

Now…Gulf’s current condition could be said to be just right for experiencing that.

“Ha, haa!!!”

Shortly after Dustin and Ibuki had already finished their subjugation, Gulf also finished his subjugation, albeit later.

“Haa, haa… phew.”

“You fought well, Gulf.”

“Thank you very much. But… I still have a long way to go. Personally, I think I did well with the final attack, though.”

“…To be able to judge that for yourself. That alone should ensure you’re moving forward for sure.”

“I think the same way as Dustin-san.”

Receiving praise from comrades aiming for the same heights, Gulf felt a slight ease in his heart.

Continuing to fight repeatedly, to the point where one might wonder where he found the energy…it was lunchtime.

Disassembling the subjugated monsters, Ishud began cooking the edible parts with great enthusiasm.

Since he carried vegetables and spices, considering it as camping…just like the other day, he served up the finest cuisine.

Ishud, a berserker, as a chef? It wouldn’t be strange for him to have that question himself, but fundamentally, he acknowledged that his role on days without battles was that of a chef!!!! So he was actually in high spirits while cooking.

After lunch, Gulf, who had experienced a combat more demanding than the previous day, was seriously about to fall asleep due to the lingering fatigue, but he managed to wake up forcibly by washing his face with water given by Lyune.

Still full of fighting spirit.

Seeing such a determined expression, Michela and the others couldn’t help but show expressions of amazement and astonishment, but they didn’t voice their concerns anymore.

Instead…they were inspired by his ambition, determination, and passion.

“Well, well…”

However, this was still a battlefield.

More than everyday life, unexpected situations were likely to occur.

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